Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Flowers

The grey of falls on us -
How will our garden ?
Will all the seeds we've
beneath the snow ?
We've been before,
in our regret.
All those words,
I us to forget them...

Seasons may
And they wild flowers,
Raising face to the sun.
All that are born from our rainshowers
Are flowers.

Morning
And no-one
No bird is to sing.
So, the south I wish them back
To the spring.
flown south before,
It's the way they live.
For I try to fly away
Can you me ?

may change and they hold wild flowers...